Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 291 The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the end

The monk was still the same monk, his face as usual, without a pale complexion, without black eyeshadow, and without bloodless lips; he remained as serene and dignified as ever.

He transformed from a white robe into a black robe, donned a lotus crown, and his magical power surged like a rising tide. Black and red tides continuously surged and gushed from him, eventually condensing into a karmic fire red lotus.

Dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and thirty thousand karmic demons were reveling on the black earth, as if the demon of demons had been born!
As the saying goes, turning evil makes you ten times stronger, and Xu Xuan carried out the above operations with ease.

The realm is still the Bodhi Mind realm, while the magical power has crossed a major realm after devouring numerous desires.

When Xu Xuan first entered the Daoist path, he thought about what small goals he wanted to achieve in the future.

For example, one must possess vast and unfathomable magical power, wield top-tier divine weapons and treasures, cultivate astonishing supernatural abilities, and also control the secrets of the ten directions.

At this moment, my magical power has barely reached the standard. I do not yet possess any divine weapons, but I have learned several world-shaking supernatural abilities. Heavenly Secrets: Wherever the White Lotus has authority, I am the Heavenly Secret.

Leaning against the red lotus, the mage demon lord's eyes exuded an indescribable domineering aura.

Like Buddha, like Mara, like Tathagata.

A soft sound, yet it shook the world.

"Demon monk, do you know your crime!"

Mr. Xu was very magnanimous; he remembered every question he had asked.

Even though the White Lotus authority protects his mind, it's understandable that he becomes somewhat capricious after falling into demonic possession.

"It's just demonic possession, it won't scare me."

What a wicked monk! At this point, he still hasn't realized the seriousness of the problem.

When Xu Xuan is being unassuming and low-key in his art style, he might complain a little and then hold it against you. But when he's being so exaggerated and pretentious, he must be absolutely certain of his success.

After all, when the Demon Lord Fahai makes a move, he must exude a powerful aura.

His every move was a top-tier divine spell.

The Ksitigarbha Ten Wheels Mantra

Increase memory; increase protective memory; increase lifespan; increase physical health; increase freedom from illness; increase physical strength; increase fame; increase resources; increase the vital energy and virtuous deeds of all sentient beings; increase the vital energy and virtuous conduct of the Dharma; increase wisdom and light; increase the wondrous conduct of the other shore of the six realms; increase the five eyes; increase empowerment; increase rebirth in heaven and Nirvana; increase all virtuous qualities; increase supreme power; increase all enjoyment and resources; enable all wisdom to be sharp and vigorous, and destroy the thieves of afflictions.

He received the divine mantra from the Mahayana Mahasamnipata Ksitigarbha Ten Wheels Sutra given to him by Lu Pan. He used it for the first time, which enhanced all his abilities. With the top-level divine mantra buff, his body was instantly filled with dazzling light, which boosted his aura and strength once again.

This is just the beginning; the next one is the Killing God Curse.

The Eight Heavenly Dragon Kings' Oath of Protection

Gifted by the Dragon King of the Yangtze River, it was formed by the power of Buddha into the form of the Eight Legions, to protect the Dharma, uphold the Way, and slay demons and monsters!
Wearing a jeweled crown and adorned with necklaces, holding a vajra, and riding a six-tusked white elephant, he is a member of the heavenly beings.

The dragons are long-bodied, scaly, footless, serpentine demigods.

Yakshas, ​​Gandharvas, Asuras, Garudas, Kinnaras, and Mahoragas appeared one after another, standing behind the Demon Lord Fahai as protectors.

The demonic monk felt a chill in his heart. Even after becoming a demon, the monk Fahai could still use orthodox methods. So where did he go after becoming a demon?
He always felt that everything happening in front of him was abnormal, yet also very logical.

After becoming possessed by a demon, one's magical power surges, and with this increased power, one can unleash divine spells.
Xu Xuan wouldn't let this old man figure things out. He waved his hand and used the power of the Eight Legions to subdue the demon!

"Subdue the demon, subdue the demon."

"Subdue the demon, subdue the demon."

With great magical power and profound teachings, the Eight Legions of the Mural World began their campaign against the Demonic Monk.

After a long time, the world was shattered even more, and the battle ended when the flames of karma burned down to the mountaintop.

The eight attendants, each wielding a chain of karmic fire, brought the demonic monk before the demon lord.

"Demon monk, do you know your crime!"

The old demon was still somewhat dazed, his mind was in disarray, and his heart was still confused.

One can only sigh:

"What crime can you plead guilty to?"

"Once you fall into demonic possession, you become invincible, but that's just an illusion."

“I don’t know what secrets you monks may have, but monks who have fallen into demonic ways must spend decades reflecting on their sins in this Tranquil Pool. It seems you will also have to live in a Buddhist hall.” He was naturally not afraid; this was merely a momentary distraction.

Fahai didn't care about the old man's stubbornness. "I'm not like you."

Then a carving knife appeared in his palm and plunged directly into the demon monk's heart.

The cultivation techniques within the clone were incorporated into it, making the carving knife appear much more ethereal.

After the battle ended, Xu, who had reclaimed the Evil Land, flew out of the soon-to-disappear Painted World through a crack in the sky.

As soon as he landed, Ji Rui rushed forward and bowed deeply to his teacher.

The two people who were locked in combat also woke up from the illusion.

The demonic monk laughed loudly as he looked at Xu Xuan, who had fallen into demonic possession, and said, "Another demonic monk. This Pure Land Sect is beyond saving."

"Do you know that the monk Fahai exists in the world of murals?"

The nameless old monk was heartbroken and didn't want to hear what his junior brother had to say anymore. What was there to say about someone who had fallen into demonic possession?

Why would a pure-hearted junior like me go to such lengths to save people? It's all because I was too soft-hearted.

If we had activated the Purple Gold Bowl after capturing my junior brother back then, we wouldn't be facing this calamity today.

Xu Xuan smiled as he watched the two of them, thinking, "Let me show you monks who are stuck in your sects a thing or two."

Snapped!
With hands clasped together and a halo of wisdom emanating from the back of his head, he appeared as if he had attained complete enlightenment.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find the shore."

Please note that these words were not spoken by the old monk, but rather by Fahai himself.

Then the black robe faded, the demonic energy turned into golden light, and the five poisons and six desires were burned into nothingness, revealing him as a righteous and good monk once again.

Ok?
Ok? !

The demonic monk nearly burst into a tirade: "What do you take demonic possession for?! Going out to buy groceries?!"
They just came back like that? That's so unreasonable!
The old monk was also dumbfounded. This operation challenged his centuries-old concept of cultivation. He had never imagined that the difference between Buddha and demon was so close.

Anyway, it's good that you're back.

Overwhelmed by joy and sorrow, the old monk had come to terms with it: this place was no longer necessary. He took out a golden inscription and lit it with his own blood.

The demonic monk was shocked and turned to flee into the void, but it was too late.

The golden Buddha statue in the main hall, which seemed to have remained unchanged for millions of years, trembled slightly. Then, the purple-gold alms bowl offered in front of the Buddha disappeared from the hall and crossed space to arrive at the Tranquility Pool.

There was no earth-shattering scene, only a golden glow enveloping the entire Tranquility Pool.

The demonic monk, a peerless master, didn't even have time to point out Xu Xuan's various shortcomings before he settled the matter between reality and illusion.

This monk who followed the White Lotus and betrayed the sect vanished completely, as if erased by a paintbrush.

Not only the demonic monk, but the entire space beneath the Meditation Pool is disappearing.
Xu Xuan was somewhat nervous while bathed in the Buddha's light, but thankfully nothing unusual happened.
The three of them returned to the temple without feeling anything, and the golden alms bowl returned to the main hall.

Seeing this, the old monk believed that Fahai had left the demonic path. Although it was unbelievable, he had indeed done it.

Perhaps he is the true Buddhist disciple who will revive the Pure Land School.

Two days later, Xu Xuan returned to Bailu Academy with his students, and Ji Rui's fate of not being able to grasp fortune also disappeared along with the disappearance of the painted world.

"If it was not caused by external forces, then we can attribute it to Ji Zaochen."

"Breaking through one's nature and changing one's destiny is something that ordinary people cannot do."

"The Three Heroes and Two Extraordinary Ones are all inferior to you."

Ji Rui was pleased; he really enjoyed hearing Teacher Xu's praise, and he knew he had to share it with his friends.

At the same time, he also wanted to show off his divine weapon, a carving knife stained with blood.

All things made of iron, when made by drinking blood to demonstrate one's resolve, are called: Self-Discipline.

(End of this chapter)